While having sex I like to ask myself mid stride "why am I doing this?".  And the only truth that i keep coming up with is it feels good.   But is that enough of a reason to do it?  This primal instinct is so ingrained it feels almost impossible to ignore.  Sure most of the universe does it to procreate but I have no such desire but my need still exists.  Need?  Is it a need?  Would I harm myself by not having sex?   Of course I wouldn't harm myself.  Then why do it?  I am always entertained, is that not just one of infinite forms of entertainment.  I should be able to master myself.  I am like a cavemen, still waiting to evolve. Maybe that is the way to world peace, to be among humans whom are actually using their brains instead of their loins.  Where on earth would I find them?   I must think on this further.